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The Littlest Red Hood Part 1
Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Supernatural, Author: MadameMolly, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
see you again before you leave.” Whispering to him, she asked, “Are you going to be alright getting her in the bed?” Micah watched Helen stumbling to her house, “Maybe,” he said with a grin. Just then Helen tripped and fell. “Oh no, Helen are you alright?” Micah and Cordelia yelled and ran to help her. They were shocked to find the older woman giggling. “I’m fine. My knee hurts, but I’m fine,” she said in between giggles. Micah shook his head and lifted Helen and carried her to her house. “Could you get the door?” he yelled back. “Sure,” Cordelia said. She opened the door and lit a candle as Micah carried Helen into her room and put her on the bed. “Her knees are scraped, could you bring some water and a rag?” Cordelia filled a bowl with water, and then grabbed a rag and some bandages. Micah was removing Helen’s shoes and Helen was softly singing. She sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned the older woman’s knees. Helen placed her hand on Cordelia’s face. “You’re a good girl, Cordie. You get out of the Red Hoods and settle down before you get hurt. It’s making you hard, and I don’t like it,” her voice was soft and slurred by the time she finished. Cordelia didn’t bother responding because she could hear the soft snores where Helen had passed out. She could feel Micah looking at her, but she didn’t turn around to look at him. She finished cleaning and bandaging Helen’s knees, and then took the bowl and rag to the sink. Micah followed her into the kitchen and leaned on the ... wall, still watching her. She finally turned to stare at him too. The energy between them had changed, it was tense, and Cordelia needed some air. She motioned for them to go outside so they wouldn’t wake Helen. “She loves you,” Micah said the moment the door closed. She smiled at him. “I love her too. Your aunt is a great woman. When is the last time you saw her?” “Hmm, it’s been about five or six years now. It was on one of her visits to my mother’s. My mother and she were very close. Well, they were the last time I talked to my mother before she passed away.” “Were you and your mother close?” He gave her a sad smile. “We were when I was younger, but we had a fight about four years before she passed, and we hadn’t talked since.” “I’m sorry to hear that. Did you at least get to tell her goodbye?” He shook his head, “No. My mother had been dead for six months before I found out she was even dead. How about your family? Does your family live in this village too?” It was her turn to give him a sad smile. “No, I don’t have any family. My family died when I was very little. I don’t even really remember them.” She stood up and started pacing around the porch. Things had gotten too serious for her. He tracked her every movement, watched her every step. She stopped and leaned back against the railing of the porch and Micah moved to stand in front of her. “That man I met tonight, Cade, is he your boyfriend?” Micah’s voice was soft. “No, we grew up together and are just friends.” She ...